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    Default Re: Live from the Fireside: Season 8 (Week 208: The Miracle Froagie)

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    Week 208: The Miracle Froagie

    (real tale: The Magic Frog)

    "Once upon a time, a woman had three sons." Brock begins. "She was a peasant, but the land she worked was rich and fruitful. Hoping her sons would find fine wives to help with the land, she devised a plan."

    "If you are to find good wives, they must know how to work," he explains in a mimic of Delia for the mother. "Take these skeins of flax and give them to your brides-to-be. Ask them to spin it and bring me the linen. Whoever spins the finest linen will have my favor."

    As himself, he goes on "The two eldest sons already were in love, so they took the skeins of flax to their beloveds. But the youngest son--we'll call him Alex--had never even spoken to a girl before. He wandered here, there, and everywhere, asking every girl he met if she could spin. But they only laughed and teased him mercilessly."

    Angry murmurs go up as Brock continues "And so, at last, he came to a stream and sat down on the bank to ponder his predicament. 'I'll never find a bride,' he sighed, but just then a Froagie leaped out of the water and sat on a rock beside him.

    "What's wrong?" he asks in a mimic of Serena for the Froagie.

    As himself, he explains "Because Alex was too sad to wonder how a Froagie could even talk, he told her his troubles."

    "Give me the flax," he requests as the Froagie,

    "...and before Alex could do anything, she took it from his hands, plopped into the water, and disappeared." he continues as himself. Alex sat there for a moment pondering this strange turn of events. Not knowing what else to do, he wandered home empty-handed, just in time to see his brothers returning, their arms full of the linen their beloveds had spun. The two eldest handed over their wares to their mother, while Alex stared down at the floor and blushed.

    "What happened to your flax?" he asks as the mother.

    As himself, he continues "Alex was so embarrassed that he ran outside and went back to the stream. The moment he arrived, the Froagie leaped out of the water and handed Alex a roll of spun linen."

    "Take this to your mother," he instructs as the Froagie.

    "...and without stopping to think, Alex hurried home and handed the linen to his mother." he continues as himself.

    "I've never seen linen so beautifully spun," he gasps as Delia. "It's perfect, son. You have found an ideal bride-to-be."

    The audiemce laughs at Brock's surprised look. "Alex tried to speak, but before he could explain he had found no girl at all, his mother said...."

    "I need more proof from each of you, of course. Remember, a wife is forever." he cautions as the mother.

    As himself he interjects "And with those words, she led them inside, where three Growlithes sat on the floor."

    "Each of you will give a Growlithe to your bride-to-be. Whoever trains her Growlithe best will have my favor." he explains as the mother.

    Once back at center stage,Brock continues "So the young men set off, each carrying a Growlithe. Naturally, Alex did not know what to do, so he walked to the stream, sat down on the bank, and pondered some more. Sure enough, the Froagie soon appeared beside him."

    "What's wrong?" he asks as the Froagie.

    "Alex explained why he had the Growlithe." he deadpans as himself.

    "Give me the Growlithe and I will raise it for you." he offers as the Froagie.

    "But whoever heard of a Froagie training a Growlithe?" he wonders as himself. "Alex tried to think what to say, but before he knew it, the Froagie had taken the little Pokemon from his arms and disappeared. Weeks passed, and finally on a hot summer day, the mother announced she wished to see the Growlithes. The two eldest sons departed and returned with two beautiful Arcanines that growled and drooled and frightened the mother."

    Laughter goes up as the crowd pictures the mother's reaction. "They are not well-trained," Brock sighs as the mother. "Your brides-to-be must work harder."

    He grins. "Of course, Alex had returned to the stream and called upon the Froagie to rescue him. A moment later, she was beside him with a big, soft Arcanine that lay down on the ground and yawned. She seemed almost human in the way she turned her head and listened to Alex's every word."

    "Aw"s go up at this. "He hurried home with his Arcanine, and when his mother saw her, she exclaimed..." Brock narrates before switching to his "mother" persona. "This is the best Arcanine I have ever seen! Your wife-to-be is perfect, son."

    Applause goes up, but then Brock cautions as the mother, "You've done will with tests. Bring your brides-to-be back home and I'll prepare a wedding feast!"

    "Hearing these words, Alex felt his heart nearly collapse." he explains as himself. "Where was he going to find a bride? He shuffled to the stream, sat on the bank and began to cry."

    "What's wrong?" he asks as the Froagie.

    He interjects as himself. "When he told her everything, she said..."

    "I'll be your wife." he announces as the Froagie.

    "Marry a Froagie?" he gasps in a mimic of Ash for Alex.

    "Why not?" he smiles as the Froagie.

    "I'll neither have you nor refuse you." he replies as Alex.

    As himself, he continues "In the next moment, a little chariot drawn by two tiny Ponytas was standing on the road. The Froagie leaped forward and held open the carriage door. Alex squeezed inside, and they drove along until they came to the North Mountain, where the three birds Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres lived."

    Excited murmurs go up at the mention of the three birds. "When the birds saw the chariot, they burst out laughing." Brock continues. "Articuno laughed so loudly, she froze the wall, Zapdos laughed hard enough to unleash a peal of thunder that could be heard for miles around; and Moltres laughed so hard, she melted the wall Articuno had frozen."

    "We must reward you for your clever chariot," he grins, using a gentle female voice for Articuno.

    He interjects "So Articuno cast a spell..." he pauses to sing as Articuno Furiya, shuru shamato... before continuing "and turned the Froagie into a beautiful maiden. Zapdos cast a spell..." He then sings Seios, higarima laisido... before continuing "and turned the chariot into a great carriage pulled by prancing Rapidashes." "Moltres cast a spell..." he then sings in a mimic of Lotta Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul... before continuing as himself "and a magic purse filled with gold appeared. Then the three birds flew off."

    He concludes "Alex and his bride-to-be rode home. His mother was delighted at Alex's new love and declared her the best daughter-in-law. They soon were married and they all lived happily ever after, all of them believers in magic."

    "Aw"s and applause fill the air as Brock takes a bow...
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    Default Re: Live from the Fireside: Season 8 (Week 209: The Elm Tree)

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    Week 209: The Elm Tree

    (real tale: The Enchanted Elm Tree)

    "Once upon a time, while riding, a brave, young prince--we'll call him Dustin--dashed merrily ahead of his friends, and after galloping across a plowed field, turned his Ponyta’s head down a grassy road leading to a forest." Brock begins as he strolls onstage. "For some time he cantered along, expecting at any moment to hear the shouts and war cries of his friends behind him; but they accidentally took another route, and no sound except the pounding of his faithful steed’s hoofs reached Prince Dustin’s ear. Suddenly, an ugly snarl and a short bark broke the stillness of the pleasant forest, and looking down, Prince Dustin saw a Mightyena snapping at his Ponyta’s heels."

    Gasps go up at this. "Though the Ponyta, wild with fear, threatened to run away at any moment, Prince Dustin leaned over and struck the Mightyena with his sword."

    Relieved giggles go up at this "Hardly had he done so, when an angry voice cried..." Brock then switches to his standard "witch" voice “How dare you strike my pet?”

    He looks toward stage right, as if the witch in his tale is there. "A little distance ahead, a witch stood at one side of the road." he continues as himself. "With its tail between its legs, the Mightyena cowered close to her skirts, and showed its long yellow fangs."

    “Pet, indeed!” he cries in a mimic of Ash for Prince Dustin. “Keep him away from my Ponyta or I will strike him again.”

    “At your peril.” he muses as the witch.

    He interjects as himself. "As Prince Dustin turned his Ponyta’s head and galloped back, she called after him..."

    He then reveals the witch's name in character.“You will rue this day! You will rue the day you spited Morgana the Hunter!”

    Fearful murmurs go up at this. "By the time Prince Dustin arrived at the plowed field and the great road again, his friends had galloped on so far that they were all but gone." Brock continues as himself, quieting the chatter. "Thinking that he might overtake them by following a shorter road, he turned down a byway skirting the forest. Suddenly, he felt very thirsty. He happened to see an old peasant woman in the fields, so he called to her and asked where he could find a spring to drink from."

    He next intones "What Prince Dustin didn't know was the peasant woman was really Morgana the Hunter in disguise."

    "Uh oh"s race through the front rows as the children fearfully speculate what happens next. "Overjoyed at having Prince Dustin fall so easily into her power, she curtsied; and replied that within the forest was to be found the finest spring in the land. Anxious not to lose time, Prince Dustin begged her to lead him to the water." Brock continues. "But little did he know that Morgana was leading him back into the forest, and that she had just cursed the water, too!"

    "Oh no"s fill the air as Brock goes on "When they arrived at the pool, Prince Dustin dismounted, and kneeling by the brim, made a cup out of his hands and drank his fill. He was just about to mount again, when a terrible pang shot through his body, and before long, he found himself turned into a giant elm tree."

    Some sniffles go up as Brock continues describing the sad scene. "His friends presumed him dead, and a new prince ruled over the land. Though the elm tree tried many times to tell passersby of his plight, no one ever seemed to understand, much less hear, his words. Again and again, when woodcutters ventured into the great forest, he would tell them his story and cry...

    “I am Prince Dustin!" he pleads in character as the prince.

    "But the woodcutters heard only the wind stirring in the branches." he deadpans as himself.

    Silence reigns over the room as the gravity of the scene Brock described sinks in. "You can imagine how cold it was for Prince Dustin in the winter, when the skies were gray and the giant stars sparkled in the sky." Brock continues, walking around the stage as he speaks. "You can also imagine how pleasant it was when spring returned, and the bird Pokemon with it."

    He explains "The first year, a pair of Pidgey built a nest in his topmost branches. Prince Dustin was glad to welcome them, for though he could not speak, he understood the language of trees and Pokemon. On the eve of the summer solstice, the Pidgeys said to him..."

    “Tonight Tannon, the King of the Trees, comes through the forest." he explains in a breathy female voice. "Do you not hear the stir in the forest? All the real trees are preparing for Tannon's arrival; they are shedding dead leaves and shaking out their branches.”

    “Tell me about King Tannon,” he requests as Prince Dustin.

    “He is tall and dark and strong,” he replies as one of the Pidgeys. “He lives in a great pine far to the north. On the summer solstice, he goes through the world to see if all is well with the trees.”

    “Do you think he can help me?” he asks as Prince Dustin.

    “You might ask him,” he replies as a Pidgey.

    As himself, he continues "The sun dipped below the hills, and night folded the world beneath its starry curtains. At midnight, though not a breath of air was stirring, the trees were shaken as if by a mighty rushing wind, the rustling of the leaves blending into strange and lovely music, and in a swirl of leaves, the great King Tannon entered the forest. Just as the Pidgeys had said, he was tall, dark and handsome."

    "Ooh"s fill the air as the audience pictures what King Tannon likely looks like. “Is all well with you, my children?” Brock asks in a deep, gentle voice for King Tannon.

    “Yes, all is well,” some ethereal voices reply, although the audience can also make out other requests, such as “I have lost a branch” and “My neighbors are shutting out all my sunlight.”

    “Then fare ye well, my children, till next summer,” Brock smiles as King Tannon, and starts offstage.

    Just then, he pleads as Prince Dustin “Please stay, Great King of the Trees! Hear me even though I am not of your people. I am a mortal, a prince, and a witch turned me into a tree. Can you not help me?”

    “Alas, poor friend, I can do nothing,” he sighs as King Tannon. “However, do not despair. In my travels through the world, I will surely find someone who can help you. Look for me next summer.”

    As himself, he goes on "So the great elm swayed his branches sadly, and the king went on his way. The winter came again, silent and dark and cold. At the return of spring, a maiden who lived with a family of woodcutters--we'll call her Holly--came often to rest in the shade of the great tree. Her father had once been a rich merchant, but hard times had overtaken him, and when he joined Arceus in heaven, the only relatives who could be found to take care of Holly were a family woodcutters in the royal service. They often gave her the most difficult chores to do, and it was not unheard of for her to do all the work. Prince Dustin felt sorry for Holly, and ended up falling in love with her."

    He adds as an aside "If you think you know where this is going, this is different."

    Giggles go up at Brock's quip. "As for Holly, it seemed to her that beneath the sheltering shade of the great elm she enjoyed a peace and happiness to be found nowhere else." he continues as he walks around the stage. "Now, it was a tradition of the woodcutters to cut down the trees which would be needed for the coming winter, and one day the woodcutter that had custody of Holly announced his intention of cutting down the great elm."

    “Not the great elm which towers above all the forest?” he gasps in a mimic of Serena for Holly.

    “Yes, that very tree,” he answers in a gruff voice for the woodcutter. “Tomorrow morning we will cut it down, and tomorrow night we will build a bonfire with its smaller branches to mark the first day of summer. What are you crying about, you silly girl?”

    “Oh, please don’t cut the great elm!” he pleads as Holly.

    “Nonsense!” he retorts as the woodcutter. “I figure you have been wasting your time under its branches. I will cut the tree down in the morning for sure.”

    "Boo"s go up at the woodcutter's vow. "All night long, Holly thought long and hard about the best way to save the great tree; and since she was as clever as she was pure in heart, she eventually devised a plan." Brock explains as himself. "She woke up early on the morning of the solstice, ran to the forest, climbed the great elm, and concealed herself in its topmost branches. She saw the rest of the forest beneath her, and the distant peaks of the northern mountains; and she relished the dawn songs of the birds."

    Some forest birdsong plays in the background as Brock continues "An hour after the sun had risen, she heard the voices of the woodcutter and his men as they came through the forest. Soon the band arrived at the foot of the tree--you can imagine the feelings of the poor prince when he saw the sharp axes preparing to cut him down!"

    Nervous giggles go up at this. “I will strike the first blow,” he announces the chief woodcutter.

    He interjects as himself "Suddenly a voice sang from the treetops..."

    He then sings as Serena Gatrandis favel, secret, edena...
    Emusto ronzen fine el balaziis...
    Katoradis favel siicletu edena...
    Emusto koron zen fine, si...


    He waits for the applause to quiet before continuing as himself “'There is a spirit in the tree,' cried the woodcutters, who were terrified at the haunting song. 'Let's get out of here before it casts a curse on us.' Despite all the chief woodcutter’s assurances that the song was all in their heads, they ran away as fast as their legs could carry them."

    Laughter fills the room as the audience pictures the woodcutters' terrified faces. "The chief woodcutter, however, was unafraid, and lifted the axe again." Brock intones. "As the axe blade sparkled in the sun, the voice sang again..."

    He sings as Serena again Gatrandis favel, secret, edena...
    Emusto ronzen fine el balaziis...
    Katoradis favel siicletu edena...
    Emusto koron zen fine, si...


    As himself, he continues "Hearing the song again, the chief began to feel just a little unnerved. Nevertheless, he stood his ground and lifted the axe a third time. Once again, the voice sang..."

    He sings as Serena again Gatrandis favel, secret, edena...
    Emusto ronzen fine el balaziis...
    Katoradis favel siicletu edena...
    Emusto koron zen fine, si...


    As himself, he continues "As if on cue, the elm managed to throw down a great branch which struck the woodcutter hard on the shoulders. Now thoroughly terrified, the chief woodcutter fled for his life."

    The crowd roars with laughter as Brock continues "All day long, for fear that he could return, Holly remained hidden in the tree. At dusk, overcome by weariness, she fell into a deep sleep. Just before midnight, she was awakened from her slumber by hearing an angry voice cry..."

    “Come down from the tree, wicked, deceitful girl, or I will cut it down with you in it!” he demands as the woodcutter.

    As himself, he continues "Panicked, Holly looked down through the branches, and discovered the woodcutter standing at the foot of the elm. A lantern swung from his left hand, and his sharpest axe rested on his right shoulder. He had returned home, and not finding Holly there, suspected that it was her voice which had frightened his men away."

    He pauses to pick up a conductors baton as he continues "Lifting the axe in the air, he was about to send it crashing into the trunk of the elm, when the mysterious murmur which heralded the coming of the King Tannon sounded through the forest. Confused and terrified again, the chief woodcutter dropped his axe. Just then, he spotted two beings coming toward him through the solemn forest. Uttering a cry of fear, the rogue would have fled, but, lifting his wand..." He proceeds to assume a conductor's "ready" position. "...the elder of the newcomers held him motionless in that spot."

    He then reveals who Holly's rescuers are. "The two visitors were the King Tannon and his friend, the mighty wizard Arion."

    “Come down and have no fear, Holly,” he assures an imagined person as King Tannon. “You have done a brave deed. Today your troubles are over, and a happier day is at hand.”

    He narrates as himself "So Holly hurried down the tree, and stood before Arion and King Tannon, the ribbons on her dress fluttering in the evening breeze. Lifting his wand with great solemnity..." Brock assumes a conductor's "ready" pose again. "Arion pointed it at the trunk of the elm and sang..."

    He then sings in a deeper version of himself for Arion Imultaos, ame no hao bakezo..., making his baton glow green.

    Cheers and awed gasps go up at this. "The tree was engulfed in a blinding flash of green light; and when it faded, Prince Dustin stood before them." Brock narrates as himself.

    “Welcome back, Prince Dustin.” he smiles as Arion. “Your enemy, Morgana the Hunter, will trouble you no more. I have turned her into an Noctowl and given her as a gift to the fairy queen, Titania. As for you..." He turns to an imagined person at stage left. “You will live as a Pansage, until you have planted and grown as many trees as you have cut down.”

    With that, he sings as Arion Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul... before continuing as himself "and in a flash of green light, a Pansage swung off into the treetops."

    He concludes "Prince Dustin thanked King Tannon, Arion, and Holly with all his heart. Needless to say, he got his castle back, married the girl who had saved his life, and they lived happily ever after."

    The crowd roars as Brock takes a bow...
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    Default Re: Live from the Fireside: Season 8 (Week 210a: The Shining Fletchling, part 1)

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    Week 210a: The Shining Fletchling, part 1

    (real tale: The White Bird)

    "Once there was a king, who, as time passed, found himself getting up there in years, so he began to think about giving up the cares of government and taking it easy." Brock begins. "But there was just one problem: there were three princes, and each one of them was brave, handsome and clever, so the old king could not tell which one was the right one to succeed him. He thought for many days, until an idea came to him--all three of the princes would go out into the world, and whoever could bring back a Berry from the Tree of Happiness would be named the heir."

    Intrigued murmurs go up at this. "So the next morning, the three of them departed on their quest." Brock explains as he walks around the stage to mimic traveling. "They traveled until evening, when they came to a place where two houses stood, the one on the one side of the road and the other on the other. One of them was a fine house. Every window was lit up by the warm fires and the bright lights inside, and even out on the road one could hear the fun the people inside were having; laughing and singing and clinking their glasses together. As for the good things cooking in the kitchen, it was enough to make one hungry just to smell them. Over the door was a sign, which said 'WHO ENTER HERE SHALL HAVE WHAT HE LIKES AND PAY NOTHING FOR IT.'"

    He then describes the other house. "The other house was a little, run-down hut, that didn't even have as much as a spark of light or fire shining in the windows. There was also a sign over the door, which said 'WHO ENTERS HERE SHALL HAVE WHAT HE NEEDS AND PAY WHAT HE CAN'."

    Once back at center stage he continues "The two older brothers wasted no time hurrying off to the grand house, where there was good company with plenty to eat and drink without having to pay a dime. The youngest prince--we'll call him Gregory--thought that was all very well and good, but he decided he would rather pay for what he needed than get what he wanted for free."

    Intrigued murmurs go up at how the elder princes will react. "Imagine how the elder princes laughed!" Brock continues. "But Prince Gregory stuck to his guns, if you will, and the two elder ones stormed off in a huff. They went inside the grand house, where they lived it up with wine, women, and song."

    Giggles go up as the audience pictures a wild party. "But Prince Gregory went over to the little dark house and knocked on the door...." Brock knocks on the stage floor for effect. "and it was opened by a poor old man whose head and beard were as white as snow, and whose ragged clothes had obviously seen better days. As soon as the prince stepped inside, he saw there was no wood to make a fire, and no water to boil in the pot. So he took an axe and cut an armful of wood, then took the pot and filled it at the well. Out in the stable stood a shining Miltank with silver horns; but there was no straw for it to lie on, and no hay for it to eat. So the prince shook down a bed for it, then he filled the rack with hay and left it munching away for the first time in a while. Out in the yard was a pair of Combuskens, but though they scratched and scratched, they never found anything. So the prince threw them a handful of barley and left them pecking away at it, as though they had not seen anything in months."

    Once back at center stage, he goes on "After he had done all of this, Prince Gregory and the old man sat down to dinner together, and the food was so good, it rivaled the delicacies of the royal table. The next morning, he offered the old man what money he had in return for his night's lodging."

    "No, no," he assures the crowd in a gentle older male voice for the old man. "You have paid more than enough. You have given what you can, and you will have what you need in return."

    He shows the crowd a prop book. "Here is a book of knowledge, which contains whatever you wish to know on any topic in the world. Go out into the stable and you will find an emerald by the Miltank's hoof. Take that with you, for you will need it. Look in the manger and you will find a sapphire; take that with you also, for it is worth the having,"

    As himself, he continues "Prince Gregory bid the old man farewell, and went on his way. He went to the stable, and there he found the two jewels, just as the old man had said. Then he went to the grand house across the way and called his brothers, but they only came to the windows and laughed and teased him before going back to their party.

    Angry murmurs go up at this. "And so Prince Gregory had to trudge away by himself." Brock sighs as he studies a prop sapphire and a prop emerald. "But what to do with the sapphire and emerald? He had no clue."

    After setting the jewels aside and retrieving the prop book, he continues "So he opened his book of knowledge...." He opens the prop book and thumbs through the pages before finding a page. "and he found the following written as lyrics on a music staff: 'Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul....'"

    Excited whispers fill the air as Brock closes the book and retrieves the prop emerald. "Prince Gregory found this a strange thing to do, as the tune written on the page was no song he recognized. But he figured it was worth a shot. so he sang to the emerald...."

    Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul.... he sings as Ash, making the prop emerald glow.

    As himself, he continues "and in a flash of green light, there he was, aboard the legendary shining Ponyta, Epona."

    He smiles, savoring the crowd's excited chatter. "That jewel was a real gem!"

    Giggles go up at the pun. "The best part? Prince Gregory didn't need to guide Epona, for she seemed to know exactly where he needed to go, and brought him there in a matter of hours. Before long, they came to a great desert, where not a twig or a leaf was to be seen, but white bones scattered here and there, for Prince Gregory was not the first one who had tried to cross that desert to the Tree of Happiness, and he would not be the last. But he had better luck than the others, for Epona carried him along like the wind, and on and on until at last the Tree of Happiness came into view. There sat three terrible giants, an old giant and his two sons, and alongside each of them lay a great iron club with sharp spikes at the end of it. But all three sat with their eyes shut, sleeping as though they would never wake up. This was a good thing for our hero, for he had never seen such terrible, wicked-looking creatures as the old giant and his two sons. He leaped from off the back of Epona, who disappeared into the emerald in a flash of green akin to a Poke Ball."

    The children whisper excitedly at this. "So on Prince Gregory marched to the Tree of Happiness as bold as bold could be, and the giants snored so loudly, the leaves shook. There hung three Berries; the first was of gold, the second was of silver, and the third was just an average ordinary Berry. Even though the book of knowledge said the ordinary Berry was the one he needed to take, Prince Gregory reached up his hand and picked the gold Berry, and the Tree of Happiness screamed as if it were human."

    Gasps go up as the audience fears for Prince Gregory. "Up jumped the three giants, and each one snatched up his iron club and came at Prince Gregory to kill him right then and there." Brock intones. "But our hero begged and pleaded pretty please with a Cheri Berry on top that they would spare his life."

    "Listen," he intones in a deeper version of himself for the giant; "If you will promise to bring us the Celestial Blade that shines in the darkness and shoots a beam of light at whatever it points to, we will not only spare your life, but give you the Berry of Happiness too."

    As himself, he explains "Prince Gregory agreed, and the giants snickered--once they could get their hands on such a sword, they could take over the world."

    Nervous giggles go up as Brock goes on "So off he went back down the hill. He sang to the emerald...."

    Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul... he sings as Prince Gregory.

    "...and there he was aboard Epona again." he interjects as himself.

    "I would like to be carried to where I can find the Celestial Blade that shines in the darkness and shoots a beam of light at whatever it points to." he requests as Prince Gregory.

    As himself, he continues "That was all that he had to say, and off Epona went, over hill and over dale so that the ground smoked beneath her hoofs. On they went and on they went for a good long while, until they came to a tall castle as black as night. In front of the castle gate lay two Hydreigons, with smoke coming up out of their nostrils instead of the breath of life, and all over their bodies were brazen scales that shone like onyxes and sapphires in the sunlight. But both Hydreigins were sound asleep. Inside the courtyard were many fierce soldiers armed in shining armor and each with a battle-axe or a sword or a bow, but they too were sound asleep."

    Excited whispers go up as Brock thumbs through the prop book. "After recalling Epona, Prince Gregory took out the book of knowledge from his pocket, and the first page he opened it to said 'Fear not the Hydreigons nor the fierce soldiers, for they will not awaken; but take only the old leather scabbard with the sword'."

    He closes the prop book. "Did Prince Gregory learn his lesson? I will tell you more next week!"

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    Default Re: Live from the Fireside: Season 8 (Week 210b: The Shining Fletchling, part 2)

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    Week 210b: The Shining Fletchling, part 2

    (real tale: The White Bird)

    Applause fills the air as Brock arrives with some props. "After recalling Epona, Prince Gregory took out the book of knowledge from his pocket, and the first page he opened it to said 'Fear not the Hydreigons nor the fierce soldiers, for they will not awaken; but take only the old leather scabbard with the sword'." he begins, reminding himself where he left off the previous week. "So up marched our hero, and the soldiers and the Hydreigons didn't say a word, but snored so loudly that the windows rattled."

    Laughter goes up as a snore sound effect plays to emphasize Brock's point. "Into the castle he walked, with no one to oppose him." he explains as he walks around the stage for a moment. "There sat a statue of an old man, grey as the ashes on the hearth. He never moved a muscle, but Prince Gregory swore his little red eyes turned here and there, and were never still for a moment. A great sword lay on the table in front of him, and the light on the blade was like the flash of lightning. Prince Gregory took the sword from the table, and the statue looked at him, but said nothing."

    Intrigued murmurs fill the air as Brock continues "On the wall hung three scabbards; one made of gold studded all over with a rainbow of gems; another made of silver that gleamed like moonlight in frosty weather; and the third was nothing but ordinary leather that could be found in an armory or blacksmith's shop.

    "Ooh"s go up as Brock goes on "Prince Gregory thought it a pity to put such a fine sword into such an ordinary scabbard." Brock explains. "He didn't choose the gold because of what happened at the Tree of Happiness before, but he figured silver was worthy of the Celestial Blade."

    He then intones "So he took down the silver scabbard and thrust the sword into it, and no sooner had he sheathed the sword in the silver scabbard did the statue scream!"

    Gasps go up at the familiar scene. "At this the soldiers outside woke up and ready their weapons for battle, and the Hydreigons began to roar and send up clouds of smoke like a chimney." Brock continues. "The soldiers would have killed Prince Gregory right there, but he begged and prayed and pleaded pretty please with a Cheri Berry on top that his life be spared."

    "Listen," he intones in a deeper version of himself. "if you will promise to bring me the shining Fletchling from the black mountain, I will not only spare your life, but will give you the Celestial Blade too."

    As himself, he continues "So Prince Gregory hurried outside and summoned Epona again..." He pauses to sing as Prince Gregory Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul... before continuing in character "I would like to be taken to where I can find the shining Fletchling that lives on the black mountain."

    He continues as himself "and away thundered Epona. If it was far that they traveled before, it was farther that they traveled this time. But at last they came to the black mountain, and Prince Gregory jumped off Epona and recalled her. There was not a blade of grass to be seen on the hill, but only a bunch of round, black stones scattered on the ground. That was all that was left of the boys and girls who had come that way before to find the shining Fletchling."

    The children murmur speculation as Brock consults the prop book. "On the top of the mountain sat an old witch with golden hair, and in her hand was the shining Fletchling. Prince Gregpry opened the book of knowledge, and it said that if one wanted the shining Fletchling, he would have to catch the witch by her golden hair, for then she would be compelled to grant whatever was asked of her. He would have to be very careful, for if the witch spotted him on the black hill she would turn him into a stone just as she had all the others who had come that way."

    He looks up from the book at his enthralled audience. "But how was he to climb the hill without the witch seeing him?"

    Enthusiastic suggestions come wafting in Brock's direction, but after listening to what the crowd thinks will happen next, he lifts a hand to quiet them. "So he turned another page of the Book of Knowledge, and it said 'Karuto, iichiida shou...'" So he found the sapphire from earlier and sang to it..." He pauses to sing Karuto, iichiida shou... as Prince Gregory before continuing "and in a flash of blue light, he turned into a Fletchling, a common Pokemon of that land. He spread his wings and flew, until he was close behind the witch. He took off his cap and he was human again. He grabbed the old witch by her golden hair and held on for dear life."

    He grins "And you should have heard how she screamed and scolded, and you should have seen how she twisted and turned!"

    Laughter goes up at the comical scene "But our hero just held on, long enough to demand the shining Fletchling, turn the stones human again, and not bother anyone again. Once he finally let go, you can guess what a rage she was in.

    He concludes "But our hero cared nothing for that--he had gotten what he came for."

    The crowd roars as Brock takes a bow....
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    Default Re: Live from the Fireside: Season 8 (Week 210c: The Shining Fletchling, part 3)

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    Week 210c: The Shining Fletchling, part 3

    (real tale: The White Bird)


    Excited whispers fill the air as Brock arrives with the props needed to tell the conclusion of Prince Gregory's story. "So after summoning Epona again..." Brock proceeds to sing as Prince Gregory Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul... before continuing as himself "he took the shining Fletchling, which had become a lovely princess, up behind him, and away he rode, leaving the witch scolding behind him. After a while, he came to the black castle: there he took out his book of knowledge, for now that he had the shining Fletchling he could not bear to think of giving her up; but the book said..."

    He then reads from the prop book "Take the shining Fletchling to the statue, and it will give you the Celestial Blade, then aim at him and soldiers and the two Hydreigons, and then ride away with your shining Fletchling."

    "So up he rode to the black castle, and the fiery Hydreigons let him pass when they saw that the shining Fletchling rode behind him." he continues before accepting a prop sword from a prop person offstage. "The statue gave our hero the Celestial Blade quickly enough, for the shining Fletchling was worth that and more."

    After setting the prop sword against his right leg, he draws it, allowing the audience to see its gold and green inlays. "As soon as Prince Gregory held the Celestial Blade, he aimed for the statue and the soldiers and the Hydreigons; and off flew their heads and a shower of light beams, they lay there dead as doornails."

    Cheers go up as Brock duels an imagined opponent, then sheathes his prop weapon once satisfied his imagined opponent is "defeated". "Then he sheathed the Celestial Blade, for he had learned a thing or two by now, and away he rode with the shining Fletchling sitting behind him."

    After walking around the stage for a moment to mimic Prince Gregory traveling, Brock goes on "On they rode until they came to the desert oasis and the Tree of Happiness. Prince Gregory took out his book of knowledge and turned the pages, for he was of no mind to give up the Celestial Blade if he could help it."

    He then reads from the prop book "Aim for the three giants."

    He grins. "So said the book, and Prince Gregory did as it said, and there lay all three of them as dead as doornails. Prince Gregory rode away towards home with the shining Fletchling sitting behind him, the Celestial Blade hanging by his side, and the Berry of Happiness in his pocket. Before long, he came to the place where the two houses stood, and he took out his book of knowledge, which said..."

    He reads from the prop book "Buy no black Mareep."

    He goes on "Prince Gregory was confused at first, but before long he met a huge crowd, and in the midst of it were his two brothers with their hands tied behind their backs."

    "What were they going to do with the two, you ask?" he asks the enthralled audience. "They had spent all their money at the great house, and had run up a huge bill they couldn't afford, so now they were off to prison because they couldn't pay what they owe."

    He adds "Prince Gregory realized what the book of knowledge meant by buying no black Mareep--if he let his brothers go free, they would likely take his treasure. So he ignored their pleas and went on his way. Once home, Prince Gregory told his father the king all that had happened from start to finish, and how he had found the shining Fletchling, the Celestial Blade, and the Berry of Happiness. When his father didn't believe him, he offered to draw the Celestial Blade as proof.

    He draws the prop sword again. "...and he whipped the blade out of the scabbard so that its glowing aura dazzled the eyes of everybody that looked at it."

    He concludes after sheathing the prop blade "The king saw what had happened as clear as day, and wanted to punish the elder brothers as they deserved, but nobody could find them, for as soon as they heard that Prince Gregory had come home again they had fled, never to be seen again."

    The crowd roars as Brock takes a bow....
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    Default Re: Live from the Fireside: Season 8 (Week 211: The Legend of Leon)

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    Week 211: The Legend of Leon

    (real tale: The Good Cat)

    "All ready?" Brock, now in black puppeteer's garb, asks Akane as he climbs behind a wall draped in a black curtain--so the audience can see the Meowth puppet he will be performing, but not his hands.

    "I'm sure--it feels so strange being the storyteller." Akane concedes. "But since you're going to be busy bringing Leon to life, I don't mind narrating."

    "Go get'em." Brock grins before pulling on the hood of his costume and retreating behind his wall with Leon.

    Akane, meanwhile, strolls onstage and takes a bow. "Long ago, in what is now Lumiose City, there lived a poor old man--whose name is not important--who was so poor he had very little to wear and often went to bed hungry, as he had so little to eat." she begins. "Finally, sensing that his time to die was close, he called his two children, a son and a daughter named Peri to his bedside, and said...."

    The lights come up on Rylan, in the role of the man, addressing Lotta, as Peri, and an unseen boy. “My dear children, I am about to die, and my only regret at leaving you is that I have no money to give you. All my life I have been so poor that many times I have been forced to go to bed hungry, in the darkness, without even a candle to give me a ray of light. But I wish to leave you some gift of love, so, my son, take the old wallet hanging on the wall, and I trust you will find in it each day what I have often looked for in vain, a crust of bread and just enough money for the day. As for you, my beautiful Peri, take my Meowth Leon; it is all I have to leave you. Always remember your father, and now, my dear children, farewell, until we meet again in heaven.”

    "Having no money, the son buried his father in a public cemetery, and then went down to the bay to help the fishermen draw in their nets." Akane narrates. "Peri meanwhile, looked at her Meowth long and hard, and said in disgust..."

    “Just look at what a present my father has left me; it is hard enough to feed myself and here I have two mouths to feed.” Lotta grumbles as she stares at the Meowth puppet sitting on the wall.

    "Actually, ya have more good luck dan sense." Brock interjects in Leon's distinct voice. "Ya don't know your good fortune, but I can make ya very rich, if ya just take care of me and do as I tell you.”

    "In her heart, Peri knew Leon spoke the truth, so petting Leon, and stroking his fur gently, she began to beg..." Akane narrates.

    “Oh, please, Sir Leon, help a poor lass who does not know which way to turn.” Lotta pleads as she pets the puppet Meowth.

    "Leon felt sorry for the poor girl and tried his best to help her. In return, Peri fed him, watered him, cleaned him, played with him, and grew to love him." Akane continues. "He went every morning down to the bay where he was so skilled that he managed to catch wonderful fish. He would climb far out on the rocks and wait patiently..." Giggles go up as the puppet Meowth does this. "...and then suddenly scoop up a huge Magikarp or a shining Goldeen, which he carried to the royal palace right away. The first day, when Leon brought his catch to the palace, all the court was very much surprised as Leon bowed before the king and said..."

    “My mistress and Your Majesty’s most humble servant, the lady Peri, sends this fish with her compliments, as a token of her loyalty, to His Majesty, the king.” Brock announces as he makes Leon "bow" before Kano, in the role of the king.

    “Tell your mistress, who is a stranger to me, that I thank her heartily for her gift.” Kano grins at the puppet Meowth.

    "Leon came every day and brought a present, and each time he made a graceful speech to the king." Akane continues. "Sometimes he would scour the fields, and when the hunters shot down their game Leon would snatch it up and hurry away with it to the king."

    Laughter goes up as the puppet Meowth does this. "The months passed, and finally the king said..."

    “I am under so many obligations to the lady Peri that I want to meet her and thank her in person for all the courtesy and kindness she has shown to me.” Kano muses.

    “My mistress, the lady Peri, is at Your Majesty’s disposal." Brock assures Kano as Leon. "She would give her life for you and will wait on you tomorrow morning without fail.”

    "In the morning, Leon dashed into the palace and breathlessly gasped..." Akane narrates as the Meowth puppet "runs" in the scene.

    After catching its breath, the puppet explains “My mistress, the lady Peri, was attacked in the night by robbers, who stole all her clothes--so all she has left are the clothes on her back."

    "When the king heard this he ordered a chest of fine clothes made of the finest linen and the most beautiful silk and velvet to be delivered immediately to his good friend Peri, and before two hours had passed, the lady Peri, dressed in these royal robes, entered the palace, escorted by Leon, her faithful Meowth." Akane narrates as Lotta and the Meowth puppet enter the scene. "The king received her with great favor and, seating Peri by his side, ordered a magnificent feast to be served to them, but Peri was not used to such grandeur, and so from time to time she turned to Leon and asked which fork was appropriate for which course or how best to address the lords and ladies around her."

    “There, there...” Brock assures Lotta as Leon. “Just follow my lead.”

    "The king then asked what troubled his guest, to which Leon answered that he thought his mistress would like a Nomel Berry." Akane narries as the Meowth puppet shows Kano a sign depicting a Nomel Berry. "The king ordered a whole basketful of Nomel Berries to be brought in from the royal garden..."

    Laughter goes up as a huge basket appears before Lotta. "...but Peri grew even more anxious, while Leon tried to calm her, and whenever the king asked what was wrong, Leon had to invent one excuse after another to conceal Peri's nervousness." Akane narrates. When the feast was over, Peri asked the king’s permission to leave the table, while Leon, alone with the king, told His Majesty wonderful tales of his equally wonderful mistress."

    The laughts come up on Kano listening to the Meowth puppet. “The lady Peri is so witty and has such good sense. She is just the daughter-in-law for a king, and she is very wealthy, for she owns vast territory in the south and in the west.” Brock smiles in character.

    “Well, what is her fortune?” Kano asks

    “One can't count it all,” Brock replies as Leon, “for she does not even know herself, but if Your Majesty will send some messengers across the frontier, I will personally escort them and they can bring you word that there is no wealth in the world equal to hers.”

    "The king, anxious to know the truth, called some trusted messengers and ordered them to look into the matter." Akane continues. "Leon led the party on this journey, but as soon as they reached the frontier, Leon made an excuse that he would go on ahead, to order refreshments for them. Then he ran far ahead, and whenever he found a shepherd with a flock of Mareep, or wherever he found keepers guarding their Miltanks, Ponytas or Tepigs, he would instruct them that if anyone asked whose land and property this was, to reply ‘All this belongs to the lady Peri,’ "

    "Ooh"s go up at this. "Later, when the messengers came down the road, and asked about the flocks and herds they saw and about the fertile fields and rich vineyards, 'Whose property is this?' the reply was always the same: 'This is the property of the lady Peri.'" Akane continues. "After their journey they returned to the king and had much to tell him of the vast possessions of the lady Peri. The king was well pleased with this report and gave Peri his son, Prince Alex, in marriage, and gave them a large sum of money and vast estates as a wedding present. With this money Leon purchased a vast domain in the west, and Peri was made a baroness. After a wonderful wedding and at least a month of festivities, Peri said good-bye to the king and made her home in the west, where she went on many more adventures with her faithful Meowth, Leon."

    She smiles at the audience "What adventures did they have, you ask? That is another story for another day!"

    The crowd cheers as the players bow, but the applause intensifies when Brock emerges from the wall with Leon and bows himself...
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    Default Re: Live from the Fireside: Season 8 (Week 212: The Three Murkrows)

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    Last story for the season,but Season 9 premieres Wednesday!

    Week 212: The Three Murkrows

    (real tale: The Three Ravens)


    "Once there was a father that always looked sad." Brock begins. "At last his daughter--we'll call her Sunny--asked him why he looked that way. He told her that she had once had three brothers, and one day an evil wizard had cast a spell on them in a fit of anger and turned them into Murkrows."

    Gasps go up at this. "From that moment on Sunny could not rest at home." Brock explains. "As soon as she got a chance to slip away unnoticed, she set out to look for her brothers. One evening, she came to a forest where there lived a light fairy named Tea, who had been best friends with Sunny for a long time. Tea gave Sunny a place to stay for the night, and the next morning, when Sunny had told her why she traveled, she led her to the edge of the forest and said..."

    "Halfway across the field you'll see, Three sycamore trees as fair as fair can be." he intones in a mimic of Serena for Tea.

    As himself, he continues "Then she sent her on her way. When Sunny had walked on for half a day, she saw a large field, and in the middle of the field there were three old sycamore trees, and on each tree sat a Murkrow. But as she walked towards the trees, the Murkrows flew down from them, landed on her shoulders and hand, and began to speak the words of humans.

    "Our brave little sister has come to set us free!" he gasps as a Murkrow.

    "Well," he muses in a mimic of May for Sunny. "I'm glad that I have found you. Tell me what I have to do to set you free."

    "It will be a hard task," he replies as a Murkrow. "You must not say a word for three years. If you speak so much as a single word, we will remain Murkrows for the rest of our lives."

    He interjects as himself "If you think you know where this is going, I assure you this is different."

    Giggles fill the air at this. "And so, Sunny set out for home. Before long she came to the forest where her friend Tea the light fairy lived, but instead of the little house where she had spent the night, there was a great castle. A procession of huntsmen on fine Rapidashes came trotting out of it, and one of them blew his signaling whistles till the whole forest echoed."

    Some in the audience jump as Brock proceeds to do this on his own whistle. "The count that the castle, forest and countryside belonged to--we'll call him Arden-- rode at the head of the procession." he continues as he pockets the whistle. "When he saw Sunny walking along, he rode up to her and said...

    "What country do you come from, and what are you doing here?" he asks Lotta, in the role of Sunny.

    Lotta just bows gracefully. "Well, if you cannot speak," Brock muses as Count Arden. "you have nevertheless beauty and good breeding. If you will come with me to my castle, you will have no reason to regret it."

    The lights go down, leaving Brock alone on the stage. "With a silent gesture Sunny consented, and Count Arden led her straight to his mother in the castle." he continues.

    "Where did you get that girl from?" he gasps as an old woman. "There has to be something wrong with her. Why have you brought her here?"

    "I want her to be my bride," he protests as Count Arden. "Even if she cannot speak, she has no other flaw."

    As himself, he interjects "At that the old countess fell silent, but in her heart she was very jealous of Sunny."

    "Uh oh"s waft through the room as Brock goes on "The next day Count Arden married Sunny with great joy and festivity, but the wedding ceremony was barely over when a messenger from the king arrived and told Count Arden that king had called all able men and women that could fight to serve in the royal army, as a war had just broken out. So Count Arden had to bid his young wife goodbye, and set off the next morning. Before he left, he called a servant and told him to watch over his young wife like a Braviary."

    He then intones "But no sooner had Count Arden left the castle, did the old countess begin to vent her secret spite against Sunny. She bribed the servant, and about nine months later the young countess gave birth to a boy, who Sunny named Ryan, in honor of his deep blue eyes. The old woman ordered the man to take Ryan into the forest and leave him there to die. He did as she ordered, and left Ryan alone in the forest."

    Angry murmurs ripple down the front rows as Brock continues "Not long after this Count Arden came home on leave, and his mother claimed that his wife was a witch. But Count Arden refused to believe it, and the servant said nothing--he feared what would happen to him if he told the truth."

    The crowd waits, silent. "Another year passed, and Count Arden came home on leave a second time." Brock continues. "While he was away, Sunny had given birth to another boy and named him Aidan, in honor of his fiery personality. Like before, the servant had carried him out into the forest. This time the old countess claimed that his wife was a child of Darkrai. Again Count Arden refused to believe it, and the servant said nothing. Despite Count Arden's misgivings, his mother forced him to order his innocent wife be put to work alongside the lowest serving-maid in the castle."

    Angry protests fill the air from the children at the turn of events. "By the end of the next year the war was over, and the victorious count returned to his palace." Brock continues as the parents quiet the chatter. "In the meantime his wife had had a third son named Verlin, in honor of the green forest. This one also had been carried out into the forest."

    He then intones "The old woman now claimed that the third child was a horrible demon, and for that, Sunny had to die. But the servant again stood silent."

    Even the parents start protesting, but Brock is not done describing the frightening turn of events. "Count Arden, at his mother's behest, ordered Sunny thrown into the castle dungeon, for he wanted to have her burned at the stake the next day. When the wood was piled up in the courtyard, ready for the pyre to be lit, he ordered his servants to bring her from the dungeon, and he set up his court of judgement in the castle yard. The herald stepped forward, and after a sham of a trial, sentenced the young countess to death, and asked the court of judgement whether anyone wanted to defend the accused. No one spoke. It was so quiet, not even the Nincadas wanted to chirp."

    After an uneasy silence, Brock smiles--there's still some hope for Sunny! "Suddenly, just as it seemed an innocent girl would be executed, there came the sound of a trumpet way off in the distance, and three knights on shining Rapidashes rode into the courtyard. They wore shining armor, carried shields, each with the picture of a Murkrow etched into it. Even more amazing, each one held a beautiful little boy in his arms."

    Cheers go up at this "The treacherous servant was standing by the pyre and awaiting the word to light it. But he had no time to ask what was happening before one of the knights ran him through with his lance." Brock continues. "Then the first knight called out...

    "Dear sister, we are here!" he calls to Lotta. "The three years have passed. Here are your lost sons. A fairy that you know has secretly tended them for you in the forest."

    He smiles as he concludes "I can't even begin to describe the joy and jubilation in the castle! Sunny was set free, Count Arden heard the whole story, the old countess was driven from the castle, and the young count and countess lived on in true love for many years."

    The crowd roars as Brock and Lotta bow together....
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